Tranquil Anticipation Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Soft heat gently touching my skin, caressing memories
within.

Little breezes flowing formidably, catching my hair
and tossing it chaotically around my head and face.

Nice to be sitting, tranquilly anticipating the closing
of another day.

Solidly believing in nature, nothing able to betray my
faith.

At times doubts creep in and stir up trouble, but is
quickly put out of commission.

Life outlasting any occasion of sin, forgiveness given
freely.

Life may be lived on this horizon casually straightened
and full of promise.